[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

Time flew by, and it was the summer when Harry was 11 years old. Of course, this time his treatment was much better. Even if there was no Hogwarts, he would not be sent to Stonewall Middle School, which is similar to a technical school. Aunt Petunia had enrolled him at the same school as Dudley, Aunt Petunia's alma mater, a Muggle school called Smeltings.

"Have you thought about it, are you sure you won't regret it in the future?" Voldemort's voice sounded in his consciousness. As the final decisive moment came, they were all more anxious than usual during this time. "I won't change my mind, Voldemort. After all these years, haven't you realized that I like the Muggle world very much." Harry replied calmly. To be honest, he is more nervous and entangled now than anyone else. , but still can't let others see the slightest bit of something wrong, tsk, it's tiring enough.

"I admit that the Muggle world is not as bad as I imagined," Voldemort's tone softened, and he now understood the savior's temperament, which is typical of being soft but not tough, but this is easy to deal with...some things It's a matter of talent, the rank of the savior is there, no matter how much you practice, it's not enough to look good in front of him.Unexpectedly sensing Harry's surprised emotion, Voldemort paused for a moment, allowing enough time for Harry to think and react, before continuing: "But you can't stay here forever, Harry, you You are a wizard, you were born to belong to the wizarding world, not to mention you and I are one, do you really think I would be willing to stay here?"

This passage is really layered and well-organized, at least Harry couldn't think of how to refute it for a while.His own affiliation is second to none, and what he values ​​the most is the last item listed by Voldemort. After signing the symbiotic contract, can Voldemort really stay in the Muggle world with him forever for this? Obviously, that is impossible. .

Harry was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little tired: "Then what are you going to do...force me to go back with you?" The biggest gap between them was that he was unwilling to return to the wizarding world, just like Voldemort was unwilling to stay. In fact, each had their own reasons, and it was impossible to say who was right and who was wrong.

"How about this, you and I each take a step back." Voldemort was silent for a while, and finally made a reluctant concession: "You still enroll at the normal time, and you have been studying at Hogwarts for seven years, and I will Find a way to get a new body during this period of time... After that, I won’t interfere with you whether you stay or leave.” It sounded like a good idea, Harry mused, but why did he always agree? What about the premonition of stepping one foot into a hole... Generally speaking, Harry's sixth sense was quite accurate, so he didn't immediately agree, although he felt that seven years in exchange for a lifetime of freedom was a good choice.

"Well, from now on, until Hogwarts officially starts this year, you can no longer influence my wishes in any way. If I still go to Hogwarts in the end, then we can talk about things between us. If not...whether you want to go to the alley or somewhere else, I will try my best to help you regain your new body, what do you think?" Harry thought about it and proposed a modified version of the gentleman's agreement, in fact, for Whether Voldemort will really abide by this clause, Harry said that he has no confidence at all, but this can at least help them avoid some bright collisions.

"If you think so, of course you can." Voldemort quickly responded. Harry was stunned for a moment, subtly feeling that something was wrong, but he still couldn't tell, so he tentatively asked: "You Promise you won't interfere with me again?" "Tsk, you're still naive, boy," Voldemort replied casually, "Do you really think I'm the only one who needs you back into the wizarding world? Do you think Dumbledore will let him The little savior has been staying in the Muggle world, so you don't know him too well."

Voldemort's grotesque tone of voice was so uncomfortable to listen to. For a moment, Harry really wanted to hold Voldemort's collar and shout, "Headmaster Dumbledore is not that kind of person." But he just bit His lips drooped. Yes, Dumbledore may not have malicious intentions, but he would definitely not let him go blindly. After all, in Dumbledore's view, he was born with responsibilities and missions.Harry Potter, as the savior recognized by the world, has to bear the responsibility of defeating the devil in this life. He will consider that such a heavy burden will be overwhelming for Harry, but he will not consider Harry himself. Will, that is responsibility, there is room for Harry to choose, and there is no room for Harry to escape!

But why?

Did Harry live to defeat the devil from the moment he was born? Could it be that Harry's parents tried their best to protect him just to make him stand strong enough to stand before Voldemort one day?No, neither, Harry should not live for other people, whether that person is friend or foe, he should pursue his own life. "If the result is still the same in the end, I will admit it too." Harry smiled slightly after being silent, his eyes were clear and clear, with a little relief.

At least Dumbledore couldn't force him. As for the others...Harry felt that he really didn't want to think about it so much now. After all, didn't he even admit his responsibilities?Voldemort wanted to say something more, but in the end he quietly left enough room for Harry, perhaps because of the contract... Now when the Savior is sad, he is also uncomfortable. This is not a good sign, Voldemort swallowed. Pursing the corners of his lips, his gaze became sharper. What's more, he didn't seem to want to resist.

"Harry, do you want to go out to play tomorrow?" Dudley ran up the stairs with the football in his arms, stood in the corridor and shouted towards Harry's room, his voice was so loud that everyone in the next room could hear him.Harry smiled helplessly and sighed, suddenly felt a little more relaxed, he put down his pen and walked out of the room: "Don't shout so loudly, Dudley, I can hear you. Besides...my social investigation paper is not finished yet, I will go to the library tomorrow to look up relevant information."

Dali curled his lips unhappily: "It's the library again, Harry, are you really ten years old this year, do you have any other hobbies besides studying?" "Yes," Harry winked at him, He laughed happily: "Aunt Petunia signed me up for an extra art tutoring class, and I can go to class next week." Dali threw the football heavily at his feet, and walked over a few steps: "You know I That’s not what I’m talking about, I’m going to middle school soon, and you may not have so much time if you want to go out to play in the future. Forget it, I don’t bother to care about you, just do what you like.” Looking at Harry, he smiled politely. But it was obvious that he didn't take it seriously at all. Dali glared at him, turned around and left, more or less a little bit wronged in his heart, after all, he felt that he was clearly doing it for Harry's good.

"Thank you, Dudley." When Dudley's figure was about to disappear at the end of the corridor, Harry suddenly called out, and Dudley turned his head subconsciously.The black-haired and green-eyed boy smiled quietly, but finally the smile was no longer just as calm as stagnant water, but began to show the vigor and vitality that belonged to the boy alone. Dali's eyes lit up, he grinned at him, and hugged him. The football rushed down the stairs.

In fact, Dali's nature is really not bad, Harry laughed unconsciously, a spoiled child, that's all. "You are really too naive, Harry, do you think there are no bad people in this world at all?" After all, no matter how long they get along, Voldemort still hates Harry's habit of looking for the good of everyone , but he felt a little regretful when he just said this sentence, he thought Harry would refute him "No, aren't you one of them?" But no, Harry sighed softly, thinking I thought about answering him: "There are no bad people in this world, Voldemort. After all, there is not only a bright side in human nature. Everyone has some dark things in their hearts. I just believe that there are no inherently bad people in this world, and there are no natural bad people." There is no eternal bad guy... even you, it's the same."

The last sentence, Hariga was a little hesitant, he thought so, but he was not sure if Voldemort would seize this sentence and retort at him, but fortunately his worries did not come true.

"What are you going to the library for tomorrow?" Voldemort was silent for a while and changed the topic: "Going to talk to that Flotton again?" Voldemort didn't like that old man named Flotton very much, because he and Deng Bullido wouldn't like him because of his similarities, but he didn't hate him to the extent that he wouldn't degrade himself to hate a Muggle. Li is actually quite sincere.

"That's right, there are some things I want to talk to Mr. Floton, he can always give me some good advice." Harry replied, in fact, he didn't care much about whether he suggested or not, after all, he had already had many things For the few things that he didn't plan, Voldemort must have made the decision on his behalf.In contrast, Harry felt that what was more important was that he could always calm down and stabilize his mind in front of Mr. Flotton. The old man was really gentle and wise, and... When he got up, he was much more comfortable than Headmaster Dumbledore.

Voldemort didn't object, in fact, he acquiesced, and he didn't want to push Harry too hard if it wasn't necessary during this time.But none of them could have imagined that the next day's trip to the library died in the cradle for the simple reason that Harry's admission letter had finally arrived.